Seventeen-year-old Jian Mingxia would think it was a coincidence, but twenty-seven-year-old Jian Mingxia didn't think so.
Temporarily suppressing this doubt, Jian Mingxia stared ahead at the night view of the city.
When overlooking the city from a high altitude, it will give people an illusion of "the city is so small", but in fact it is not that the city has become smaller, but that the horizon has become wider.
Seeing such a scene, no matter who it is, everyone will be touched, probably because he is a fan of novels, what emerges in Jian Mingxia's mind is the stories that happened in the lights of thousands of homes, what are these people doing, what kind of stories are there, and then infinitely extended , forming a huge spiritual world.
This is really an interesting thing. Sometimes Jian Mingxia feels that she has chosen the wrong major, and she should go to the directing department, but after thinking about it, forget it. It is very tiring to explain a story on the screen.
It is better for her to be a quiet audience.
The following time was spent in Jian Mingxia's trance, when she got off the cable car, Jian Mingxia felt sore and sore where her feet touched her shoes.
Her feet must have been blistered.
Sitting in the car, with the warm air conditioner blowing, Jian Mingxia quickly fell asleep.
It was a day of mountain climbing and boating. Jian Mingxia, who lacked exercise, was really tired.
Xue Liyan still drove very slowly, and the return journey took half an hour longer than when he came.
After arriving home, Jian Mingxia woke up without Xue Liyan yelling. In fact, it was like this in the car. She could fall asleep, but she slept very alertly, and could feel any movement.
Jian Mingxia rubbed her still eyes, and said to Xue Liyan: "Then I'll go up first, and you can go back and rest too."
Xue Liyan nodded and said, "See you later."
"See you."
After getting out of the car, Jian Mingxia limped as soon as she entered the corridor, she wanted to save face and suffer, Jian Mingxia felt that her feet didn't even belong to her.
After returning home, Jian Mingxia took a bath, took a basin of hot water to soak her feet, and felt much more comfortable. She couldn't help soaking for a while, but when she took her feet out of the water, she was dumbfounded , I saw that there were no blisters on the feet just now, but now there are blisters on the feet.
It doesn't hurt, but it looks scary. Jian Mingxia's soles and edges are covered with blisters.
Jian Mingxia, who had never had blisters on her feet, was really dumbfounded.
Walking back to the living room with difficulty, Jian Mingxia counted and found that there were as many as thirteen blisters on her feet, including her big toe and heel, and there were basically blisters on the soles of her feet, and they were red and shiny.
Sitting stupidly for a while, Jian Mingxia didn't know what to do with the soak on this foot. She checked the Internet, some said to pick it with a needle, and some said it would be better to apply medicine.
Jian Mingxia didn't know who to listen to, and when she was in a hurry, she became confused and lost her judgment.
Jian Mingxia wanted to go to the doctor to get some medicine, but there were so many blisters on her feet that Jian Mingxia didn't dare to go to the ground.
Finally, Jian Mingxia called Xue Liyan.
It rang twice over there and then picked up.
"Hey."
Jian Mingxia was a little embarrassed, and said: "Xue Liyan, my feet are blistered, can you help me buy some medicine?"
Xue Liyan asked: "Is it serious?"
Jian Mingxia thought for a while and said, "There are more than a dozen blisters."
Xue Liyan fell silent over there, and said after a while: "Send me a photo."
After hanging up the phone, Jian Mingxia embarrassedly took a photo of the sole of his left foot and sent it to Xue Liyan. If it wasn't his own foot, Jian Mingxia would not dare to look at it.
You can imagine how others will feel when they see it.
Jian Mingxia had nothing to do, so she continued to search for solutions on the Internet. About fifteen minutes later, the doorbell of Jian Mingxia's house rang.
Jian Mingxia curled up her feet and went to open the door.
Outside the door, Xue Liyan was a little annoyed, his hair was wet, whether it was sweat or water, and he was wearing a low-necked jacket, and the collars of other clothes could not be seen from the collar.
Evidently he had left the house in a hurry.
After opening the door, Jian Mingxia didn't bother to say anything polite, took a pair of indoor shoes and put them at the door, and then walked back, being very careful, she was very worried that the bubble would be broken.
Xue Liyan quickly changed his indoor shoes and came in. He squatted in front of Jian Mingxia and said, "Show me."
Jian Mingxia backed away from him, shook her head and refused: "I don't want it anymore, it looks scary."
Xue Liyan stared into her eyes for a while, staring at her until she was sweating, before he lowered his head and took out all the medicines in the bag.
He was here, and Jian Mingxia felt uncomfortable, so he said: "You go back first, I'll take the medicine myself."
"I forgot my key," he said.
Jian Mingxia was speechless.
"Then why don't you make do with the sofa tonight, and go there when the housekeeper comes tomorrow morning?"
"Ok."
He did not dislike him and agreed, Jian Ming Xia Duo hoped that he would look cool, what kind of sofa would he sleep on, and go directly to a five-star hotel, you! Sister Qian gives it!
This young man really has no ambition at all.
Inexplicably complaining in his heart, Jian Mingxia took the medicine and was about to go to the room to apply it. Xue Liyan stood up and said, "Just apply it here. I'll get my hair done. Where is the hair dryer?"
"In the bathroom, there are clean towels in the cupboard."
After dismissing Xue Liyan, Jian Mingxia began to apply medicine to her feet. Fortunately, there was no fluid accumulation in the foot blisters, so there was no need to puncture it, just apply the medicine and let it heal slowly.
When Xue Liyan finished blowing his hair and came out, Jian Mingxia had already finished applying the medicine.
He glanced at her and said, "Stop wearing your shoes, take them out for some air."
Jian Mingxia thought about it and felt it made sense, so she took off her shoes and covered her with a small blanket.
The first time Xue Liyan came to the door, he did it in such a way that even Jian Mingxia couldn't pour him a glass of water. What the master did was really bad.
She could only politely say: "You can go to the kitchen to get what you want to eat, you can play computer games, watch TV, you can do whatever you want."
Xue Liyan sat down at half an arm's length from her, and asked her softly, "Why are there so many blisters, and the shoes don't fit?"
Jian Ming Xia Zhiwu: "Not all of them, that is, I soaked my feet in hot water after I came back. I don't know if I can't soak them."
Xue Liyan stared at her profile for a while, and finally sighed.
Jian Mingxia felt that he probably felt that she was anxious about her IQ in his heart, so she was a little restless. She had never had blisters on her feet before, so how did she know that she couldn't soak in hot water!
In the final analysis, she has been exercising less in the past few years, and even her feet have become tender. At the beginning, she was also a female warrior who stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and fought in the mall all day without getting tired. Now she feels tired after walking for an hour. Yes, people really have to obey the old.
The two of them sat without talking, Xue Liyan didn't intend to play computer or watch TV, Jian Mingxia turned to look at him, and broke the silence: "You are dressed so lightly, are you cold?"
"Somewhat."
He didn't try his best to say that he was not cold.
"I don't have any clothes for you to wear here, or you can go to bed first, you've been tired all day, go to bed early."
There is no air conditioner in the living room, Jian Mingxia can't ask him to go to the bedroom to turn on the air conditioner, he is a man after all.
But when he was a child, he often stayed in her room to play computer games, and then she fell asleep on the bed.
He said blankly, "Okay."
Jian Mingxia asked him to spread out the sofa, there was a spare quilt at home, before when Jian's father and mother came to make it up, it was just for Jian Mingxia to sleep on.
Xue Liyan's hands and feet are still very nimble, and he made a neat bedding on the sofa without Jian Mingxia's help. Seeing the makeshift bedding on the sofa, Jian Mingxia yawned and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'm going to sleep in the room."
After he agreed, Jian Mingxia closed the door and went to sleep.
Xue Liyan took off his coat and fell asleep under the quilt, turned off the bedside lamp, turned over in the slightly fragrant quilt, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he took out a key from his trousers pocket and put it under the pillow.
After a while, Xue Liyan rolled on the bed.
Then rolled again.
After that he couldn't stop rolling.